“If flip flops were oppressive, I wouldn't wear any. I'd go around showing of my bare feet of freedom. And I'd tell… — Jarod Kintz Copy Share Image
“I dreamed my lips would drift down your back like a skiff on a river. I'd follow a vein with the point… — William H. Gass Copy Share Image
“Peter and I danced in bare feet in the cold wet undergrowth while the moon poured its wild old silver down on… — Anne Rivers Siddons Copy Share Image
“Summer for prose and lemons, for nakedness and languor, for the eternal idleness of the imagined return, for rare flutes and bare… — Derek Walcott Copy Share Image
“I stood on the ground, pulling the borrowed trench coat around me. I stood on Holly’s cloak, which he had thrown on… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
“Lego, however, is always opened and then left lying around so adults have something to tread on when they are prowling around… — Jeremy Clarkson Copy Share Image
“... on the lawn one late summer day, her pale hair tangled because she'd cry if anyone tried to brush it, spinning… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“The Throes of Poetry - Hymns formed from groans of acquaintance, its rhythm weaving between tranquility, compassions, and peril - like bare… — Traci Lea LaRussa Copy Share Image
“I know part of the problem, of course. The disorientation, the distraction, the difficulty focusing-all classic Phase one signs of deliria. But… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
A ranch hand, equivalent of the old gaucho, rides after an ostrich, swinging three-thonged and weighted baleadoras. Note how only the toe… — Luis Marden Copy Share Image
“Light spilled from an open door upstairs. Belinda came and sat several stairs above him, her bare feet just visible out of… — Isabelle Grey Copy Share Image
“He doesn't bother to talk, and I don't either, but we look. We stare. And for a moment, I am sure of… — Katie Crouch Copy Share Image
“ Kicking off the comfortable slides, she ran from him in bare feet, her arms wide like wings, ropes of hair spilling… — Joey W. Hill Copy Share Image
“She sat on the side of the bed with her bare feet firmly on the thick Berber carpeting and tried to maintain… — Sharon Sala Copy Share Image
“I Sungazed on the beach with my 13-y.o. Niece. Seems she enjoyed it too, just about 15 secs. I explained it all… — Sienna McQuillen Copy Share Image
“You know …» She stares at her bare feet, then speaks again. «The shit we’ve been through … I think it was… — Bridie Hall Copy Share Image
“The site of his thinking and writing was a small office wedged in one corner of his shaggy house, on whose door… — Jennifer Egan Copy Share Image
“Go on philosophers--teach, enlighten, kindle, think aloud, speak up, run joyfully toward broad daylight, fraternize in the public squares, announce the glad… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“Theo crossed his arms, his gaze implacable. “Oh, lady. Your entire life just changed. Accept that now.” Her head snapped up, and… — Rebecca Zanetti Copy Share Image
“Her. Her. Her. Future breezes implore me to stay. But I'm no future. I'm no past. Only ever contemporary of this path.… — Mark Z. Danielewski Copy Share Image
What I wear is everything - from how I carry my hair to what I'm wearing on my feet. I have to… — Laura Mvula Copy Share Image
“(Pastor Chuck) Smith told his elders in no uncertain terms that if the church had to turn away young people because of… — Larry Eskridge Copy Share Image
“The sky was wide and inviting, and the grass was cool and sweetly refreshing under my bare feet as I walked across… — Susanna Kearsley Copy Share Image
Nineteen eighty is almost here, thank God. the hippies are getting old, they blew their brains on acid and now they're begging… — Jennifer Egan Copy Share Image
Cecy, what are you doing here?" She took a step forward, then paused on the threshold, glancing down at her bare feet.… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“The memories are so close I feel your presence everywhere. And I see forward so clearly and sadly to a time when… — Brashares Copy Share Image
The feet are loaded with nerve endings and are the key to balance - and I'm in the balance business. In fact,… — Laird Hamilton Copy Share Image
There is a wind blowing in my heart, and with my eyes I cannot see my way out of the dark. I… — SayWeCanFly Copy Share Image
I was ravenous for my child and took to gorging myself in the boneyard, hoping that she might possibly meet me halfway,… — Paul Harding Copy Share Image
“At all times a heavy ceramic casserole would sit on a pale blue Aga, so should people drop in unexpectedly, I could… — Marian Keyes Copy Share Image
I love the water. Everything about it. Smelling the humidity in the air, seeing the mist rise in the morning, feeling the… — Lori Foster Copy Share Image
Humans cannot fly, but they can get the flying feeling. All they need to do is go out at night into a… — Hilary McKay Copy Share Image
So if you visit Chicago, enjoy the many great courses, the Midwestern friendliness, and the cities other amenities. But if a stranger… — Mike Royko Copy Share Image
“It was strange to see my bare feet again. They usually went from boot to bed to boot again, without taking off… — Audrey Sutherland Copy Share Image
“Summer 2010 Marley raced into the beach hut, cheeks flushed, sand clinging to his bare feet. ‘We need to make a flag… — Lucy Clarke Copy Share Image
By five or six, when the heels start to hurt, I kick off my shoes and walk bare feet. But that's not… — Indra Nooyi Copy Share Image
“The air was unusually warm and humid and I wondered if everyone else associated that sensation with childhood, with bare feet and… — Jonathan Hull Copy Share Image
I usually get myself into situations that cause sparks. I mean I'm a girl that likes the storms. I love feeling alive,… — Tori Amos Copy Share Image
“I promise I will repay you.” “Oh yeah?” she asked, looking at him, with his bare feet and plain, dark clothes. “With… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“If he had even blinked, she would have been gone; but he did not blink, and he held her, as he had… — Peter S. Beagle Copy Share Image
